I long for your eyes
The beauty that in them they hold
The perfection that I know isn’t real
In those eyes I look for the world I would like to join
The universe in which all of it is you
Where I can surround myself in your thoughts
The only place where who I am isn’t important
But everything you think and do is magical
Surround me with your being
And in the process I forget me and learn all of you

(Ruptes, 2019)